Church Of Bootyism - Jessica Lynn
Church Of Bootyism - Jessica Lynn
Tell her whatever she wants to hear
You are a treat for my husband
My tongue won't miss a spot
I was thinking to take it raw...
You rolled in the perfect hands and lips
I'll eat you like a crumb, boy
Loud morning call
What am i to do with you, slave?
What you don't see is what you get
Stretch it for days
Try someone more experienced
Sorry son, but i'm hungry for cock
Let's fuck your dad, he's so grumpy...
Who's the real winner here?